Bell X1 - 4 Minute Mile lyrics

I'll never run a four minute mile And that's OK, most of the time Never play for Barcelona, Or sail around the world alone I'll never be the man on the wire The time has come to face it and say That I will never play the Dane No blowtorch of ambition, It was never part of my mission And we will never see this day again But that's OK, most of the time I'll never make a sun-powered car Or build sandcastles on Mars Get good at secrecy and stealth, Or redistribute the wealth No routine on those parallel bars I'll never have a salad at McDonalds Or heed the call to monitise The arts All those letters to Jim'llFixIt Lay somewhere in a basket And the other guy got to play with Adam and the Ants But that's OK, most of the time I'm like Hernandez, he ran away He wants to see better days He says this bullfight, It's not for me I'm still in play I got family Hernandez, he ran ran away He wants to see better days He says this bullfight, It's not for me I gotta half-life, I gotta half-life I'll never draw anything but Stickmen And they will never have any clothes Be together in the mornings, Come upstairs to see your etchings I'll never s** a golfball through A hose I'll never run a four minute mile And that's OK, most of the time Never launch my own fragrance, Or be proper famous I may even wear my trousers rolled But that's OK, most of the time